Poets

Poetry is an echo asking a shadow to dance. — Carl Sandburg There are poets because pain and joy are intangible  but real, manifestations  that can sometimes  sound like mud or feel like purple. —C.L. Fisher, March 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and mayContinue reading “Poets”

An Echo

She hopscotches along the edge  of a playground as I add numbers  or answer emails; she skips alongside  me at social events— graduations,  weddings, funerals— waiting for me  to notice, reminding me there is more  in a moment than ceremony or sadness; she sits beside me in silent kindness  when I cry, and she rushesContinue reading “An Echo”

Hope on this First Day of Advent*

The people who walk in darkness will see a great light. For those who live in a land of deep darkness, a light will shine. — Isaiah 9:2, NLT We wait, look forward, anticipate, and there is a joy in that expectation of what will soon come to pass, but there is also a gloryContinue reading “Hope on this First Day of Advent*”

Butterflies

“Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne These little creatures intrigue me, so delicate but also mighty, wings beating against wind so quickly. They dance when they encounter another one of their species, circling, Continue reading “Butterflies”